The Billionaire’s Secret Quartet novel Chapter 261

The air was thick with tension.

Thalassa was backed into a corner, with no choice but to get in the car.

The driver settled into the driver's seat, and Lysander seated himself in the back. Thalassa took the spot next to him.

Even sitting down, he still exuded an aura of majesty and nobility with his towering figure.

Thalassa's leg brushed against his expensive and wrinkle-free suit pants. She was wary of touching him and carefully shifted away.

She thought her movement was subtle and wouldn't draw attention.

But the moment she moved, she felt the icy sharp eyes on her, as chilling as a frosty wind.

Thalassa's heart skipped a beat. She turned to find herself meeting Lysander's piercing gaze.

Her shoulders trembled slightly as she muttered, "I just need to get closer to the window for some fresh air."

Before she could finish, a large hand lifted her, and she found herself perched on Lysander's lap.

Even through the fabric, she could feel the solid muscles and graceful curves of his thigh, which was a powerful allure.

Thalassa's breath hitched, and she stammered, "Mr. Sinclair, we're in a car right now."

The next second, a partition rose in the car, separating the front and the back.

Lysander gripped her waist, lifting her chin. "Can we pick up where we left off with that kiss?"

Thalassa was taken aback, her heart rate spiked as she realized what he was implying.

"Mr. Sinclair, I injured my hand earlier," Thalassa quickly made up an excuse.

"What does that have to do with your mouth?" Lysander's deep voice carried an invisible pressure.

Thalassa found herself unable to refute.

Even if she purposely injured herself, it seemed she still couldn't escape him.

His dominating presence enveloped her, and his masculine scent infiltrated her senses.